Kiddie: So, I know how I said I was going to be able to update soon, well... I'm sorry! Things haven't been all that well and I've been with severe writer's block.
Rose: Why don't you just admit that you were lazy and that's it.
Kiddie: Not true! D: Why would I lie about something like this! I spent countless hours up at night trying to put all together!
Rose: sure, and it's simple, only because you have nothing better to do.
Kiddie:... I am not going to even try to respond to that. Any who, due to some communicational errors, our special guest was unable to arrive, due to some unknown reason... why was that again Rose?
Rose: beats me, all I heard was something about toilet paper not being folded correctly to it's symmetrical way, and then some one was wailing on the other line about being trash, after that I hung up.
Kiddie: egasp! You hung up on Death The Kidd?... Wait so I'd be interviewing Kidd next?
Rose: Give up the surprise won't you... bet you're famous at surprise parties.
Kiddie: Your sarcasm was noted, thank you very much, any who, before I start growing mushrooms in a corner... on with the story!
Blind Sighted
Chapter 5
Silent Melody
Cold. That's the only word that came to her mind. She had no idea how she got here- heck, she didn't even know where here was!- all she knew was that it was cold and damp. Her head was killing her and what ever they used to knock her out with didn't help at all. She let out a sigh as she strained her ears, all she was able to hear was the dripping sound as water fell towards the ground. She silently cursed, trying to free her hands from what ever they used to bind her, at first they assumed she wasn't going to fight. But when she woke up, they got the unexpected. She remembered how they had a hard time trying to restrain her and they knocked her out once again with God knows what. Her head throbbed as she remembered it.
"Hey, you just came out of Shibusen right? Your with one of the Death Scythes?" some guy asked her, she could hear how sure he was of the question as she felt his eyes on her.
Maka only nodded, she wasn't sure what she was suppose to say in this situation.
"Yeah, the guy you were just with told me to tell you to meet him over there."
Maka couldn't help but raise her eyebrow at the guy, "and where is 'there' exactly, can't see at the moment, shocked he didn't tell you that." she was a bit hesitant to believe the guy, seeing as Soul told her to stay put there and that he would be back in 10 minutes or less. She had a feeling not to trust the guy.
She heard the guy fidget for a moment, his voice sounding forceful than before. "Look, I'll take you over there. I didn't ask questions, I just did as I was told. But fine, if you want to wait here like a moron, then by all means. He said he'll only wait for 5 minutes and if your not there he's gonna leave."
Maka couldn't help but let out a sigh, it sounded like something Soul would say, if he was in an irritated mood, and she was sure that he was past that once they reached Death City, Nevada; with her constantly asking him about his sanity. At least, she thought she had a reasonable reason to ask him such things, for all her searching, she never found Death City, Nevada in any map she checked... ever.
"Fine." she muttered, stretching out her hand to let the guy lead her.
She should of noticed that it was a bad mistake. The way he tugged her forcefully towards their destination. She should of realized that she did something stupid and screamed out when she heard the chattering of people getting fainter and fainter as the walked. But, what Maka couldn't believe she was too stupid to notice, was that no matter what, Soul wouldn't tell someone else to go get her, not when he was in charge of keeping an eye on her..
Before Maka could scream or fight, something hard hit her behind the head.
"You're finally awake." she heard a gruff voice speak, breaking her out of her thoughts. "See those handcuff really did work... heh, you gave my guys a good beating." she heard him laugh, his laugh was hoarse, and Maka couldn't help but wonder what happened to him to get it like that.
"Not the first time I've been in them." she muttered, remembering when Soul used them more than once on her for trying to escape. In all honesty, she was just glad he stopped locking her in the closet when ever she tried to run away from him.
"You don't say." she heard him lick his lips, and Maka instantly regretted saying anything. "Before we have 'rselves some fun. I say, you should start telling me where to find your partner, Lord Shinigami's son."
"Who?" Maka questioned, her eyebrow rose as she waited for the guy to speak. Her legs were getting numb as she was sitting down on top of them for a while now. The way they tied her up, prevented her from moving both her legs and arms, as they were handcuffed and chained together.
"Actin' stupid eh?" his voice sounded vicious as she heard him step closer. "Well, then, how 'bout we asks you 'gain. Tell me where I can find the bastard's son." his voice was closer now, Maka could smell the nicotine from the cigarettes as she tried not to gag.
"Like I said, who?" before Maka could say anything else, she was slapped across the face. Her eyes stung, and the right side of her face burn with the sudden hit. She was sure she tasted blood inside her mouth, as she spit out the taste.
"I'll asks you 'gain, bitch." he sneered, grabbing her hard by the hair.
"And I'll say the same thing again, dick!" she snapped at him, she had her eyes closed for fear of tears coming out, "who the hell is Shinigami's son?"
She heard him chuckle, his voice was inches from her face now, as he stroked a hand across her face. "His name's Death the Kidd, your partner."
Maka couldn't help but let out a small laugh, opening her eyes, she narrowed them at him, her voice was sharp as she spoke, "Got the wrong person, jerk. Don't know anyone by that name... never have, and before you smack me again, I would remind you... that name's hard to come by, think I would know if I ever did meet him. It's a rare name at that. Especially if he was, 'my partner' as you call it."
She was tossed hard across the floor, landing on her side as her head hit the floor as well. She was sure she scraped her arm in the process, but she didn't want to bother moving just yet.
"Maybe you'll remember him, after I'm done with you." he snapped, she heard some other guys in the background laugh, as she suddenly felt pain hit her stomach hard, the sudden impact made her see black. She was certain she coughed up blood, for the taste was still lingering in her mouth.
Before she had time to say anything, she heard footsteps walk away, and a heavy door groaning as it was close. The laughter of the men was fading away, making Maka let out a sigh. She tried sitting back up, but the handcuffs wouldn't let her, letting out a sigh of defeat, Maka laid her head down on the damp stone floors, the cold feeling was soothing towards her throbbing cheek.
"Soul, just where the hell are we going? I thought we were to meet Death already."she was beginning to think he was just leading her around.
"Would you just trust me." he muttered, pulling her hand along with him.
"Once I know where we're going, then maybe." she retorted, trying to keep herself balanced as she tried to keep up with Soul. It was harder than it looked, really. She kept bumping into people from time to time and would trip the other times as well.
"I knew you being silent for so long was too good to be true." Maka heard him chuckle as he continued to drag her along with him.
"Listen you jerk. I think I deserve some explanation here! I didn't ask questions when you told me we were coming over here, which may I remind you is a place that doesn't exist in ANY map. And I didn't bother to ask how it was even remotely possible that a damn train popped OUT of the ground and then went BACK in once all the passengers boarded! And I most certainly didn't ask you how the hell we got here in less than 5 hours and it's already NIGHT time here in Death City!" she took in a breath, pouting her lips as she waited for Soul to start talking, instead he let out a small chuckle as he came to a stop, causing her to bump into him.
"For a 'bookworm' you're not very smart. What do you use all that reading for, other than trying to kill people with them over the head." she heard him chuckle under his breath again, as he pulled her along with him once again. "I'll explain everything once we get there... or at least some one will."
That caught Maka off guard, but before she had a chance to speak, she heard some one shout out Soul's name, hearing foot steps fast approaching. She was about to stop, to let Soul speak to who ever it was, when she heard Soul curse under his breath, grabbing her hand tighter, he sprinted for a run.
Cold water splashed down on her, causing Maka to gasp as the freezing liquid drenched her body. She was about to curse the person responsible for it, when she was pulled up hard by her arm. She couldn't help but wince as the handcuffs dug deep into her wrist, and ankles.
"Take off the chain holding her arms and legs, boss wants her to go 'ver there with 'im, and I'm in no mood to carry her." he belt out a hoarse laugh that made Maka jump, it sounded like a hyaena was being murdered and was laughing itself to death. The thought made Maka shiver.
She let out a sigh as she felt her legs free from her arms, able to touch the ground now, she winced at how they felt numb. She was having a hard time walking when they pushed her out the door.
"Make sure to blind fold her!" one of the guys ordered, "Can't have her reporting this to any of her Death Scythes."
Now Maka was putting two and two together, at first she didn't know what was going on, but the last sentence made it all clear. They thought she was one of the Death Scythes; specifically the partner of Shinigami's son, Death the Kidd. 'Kidd...' Maka's eyes widened a fraction as she remembered who he was, 'Soul... he's one of Soul's friends! Their after Kidd... but why him?' Maka bit her bottom lip as she followed the group of guys, the blind fold covering her eyes did little to her, seeing as she was still blind.
"Well, well, well." Maka heard a man click his tongue as she heard him walk towards her, his voice was low and held the tone of authority. "Looks like this little pistol got a bath." she heard a group of men laugh, her blind fold was taken off from her eyes. She was able to see shapes again, and knew she was some where with light.
"She looks good this way, boss." one of the men laughed again.
Maka narrowed her eyes, she was waiting for a hint of where she might be, but nothing was being given. "Least I don't look like a damn insect." she snapped.
She heard the rest of the group laugh, but before she could say anything else, she was yanked hard by her arm again, the handcuffs were digging into her wrist once more. "What you say, you filthy bitch!" the guy she insulted shouted at her.
"I didn't stutter, you moron." she was about to kick the guy when she heard the guy behind her laugh, causing the assailant holding Maka's arm to let go.
"This girl is just like I was told. A true spit fire. No wonder that brat kept you by his side for so long, but play time's over." she heard him lick his lips, as he came closer to her. "Time to confess, little pistol, or we'll find your sister and show you how we really treat our prisoners."
Maka tried hard not to shiver, his threat was clear and the way he said it made her certain he would enjoy it. "Like I told one of your stupid members, I don't know anyone by that name, and last I checked, I was an only child." she gritted her teeth, her eyes narrow as she spoke. 'Unless Pappa fathered some kids behind Mama's back...' Maka thought bitterly at the memory she tried hard to supress.
"You see, I can tell when your lying, and I can tell when your telling the truth. So how about you quit bullshitting me and tell me where to find him, he got something that belongs to me." his footsteps echoed across the room, as he got closer to her.
"Then you need to get your eyes checked, because I'm saying the truth. Don't know anyone by that name. Never have, think I would remem-" she was cut off when something hit her hard on the stomach, gasping for air, Maka mentally cursed him.
"Now, now, you better start telling me the truth, or I'll start using this bat on your limbs as well." he laughed as she heard him walk towards her again. "No one knows you're here, so no one will hear your screams, but us."
Maka let out a weak laugh, causing the guy to stop talking, "Then, how do you expect someone to come find me, or you for that matter, if you failed to give any information on where I'm at. I'd say you're rather stupid. Least I know, if I was to kidnap someone, I'd leave a note, saying what I want and how to contact m-" she was cut off once again as she gasped for air from the force that struck her stomach. She coughed up blood, the foul taste was on her mouth, as she bit her bottom lip, trying to prevent the tears to come out. She never felt like bludgeoning someone to death until that very moment.
"For a prisoner, little pistol, you don't know when to shut up." she heard him walk closer to her, she felt someone hold her arms on either side, making sure she wouldn't move, "Maybe after I'm done with your partner, I'll show you a good time."
That was the moment Maka needed, she spat at him, as she used the weight of the other guys to her advantage. Kicking off the ground, she hit him square on the chest, causing him to gasp for air. The guys holding on to her were shocked for a moment, and Maka attacked them fast. Spinning around, she head butted one hard, causing him to fall to the floor, Maka then jumped off the floor, kicking the guy hard on his face as she landed on her back; her hands shot out, helping her jump off the floor and land back on her feet. She winced at the sudden jolt of pain her wrist gave her, but she didn't care. She saw the orbs in front of her, as she counted them down. Seven guys, two were unconscious already, and the one they called her boss went running towards her. Before she had time to defend herself, something hit her hard on the back of the head again, causing her to black out.
"Wait, you mean to tell me that MY Pappa and Mamma were Death Scythes?" Maka's voice held little belief, she was certain now that she was in the wrong place. "There's no way my Pappa could be a Death Scythe, or Mamma for that. Pappa was too stupid and couldn't seem to learn to keep his hands to himself. That's why Mamma left him a year before their death, Pappa couldn't keep his hands to himself even after he was caught, and Mamma told me she used to be a Doctor, she practiced Medicine... not, this."
"Think about it, Maka. How did your mom know about me, or my stories at that?" Maka wasn't sure to either laugh or cry, his voice sounded as if he was having a nasal congestion problem, and he kept trying to joke around when she needed to be serious and get answers. "Your father was one of the first Death Scythes, when I created the organization... after the war you see. It was thanks to your mother that he became so strong, they were both really powerful, but when your mother found out she was pregnant with you, she decided that it would be best to get out of the organization and raise you like a normal person."
"So much for that." she heard Soul mumble under his breath, before he had a chance to react, Maka made sure to wedge a book between his skull.
"What war, Lord Death? All the books and information I've read about, show that there hasn't been a war for a long time." Maka asked, placing her book back inside her bag.
"That's because, Maka, the war wasn't in YOUR world, but in mine." she couldn't help but raise her eyebrows in disbelief, she heard him clear his throat as he began to explain. "Long ago, when I was still a youngster, I had some team mates that would work along side me. They would help me collect souls that needed to be collected. But one of them, Asura, began to get sucked in to the madness, wanting to grow stronger and get rid of his fear. He began to eat innocent souls, going so far as to eat his own partner." Maka's eyes widened, shivers ran down her spine as Lord Death continued, " See, innocent souls are stronger than corrupted ones, but it's a taboo to eat them. It's not their time to be killed, and he went against that rule. Soon, word spread out fast, that someone stronger than me was being created, by killing off innocent souls. In less than a year, I had more than thousands of humans in both worlds, killed for those who wanted to become the next kishin, and even more that were born with the Grigori Soul. Witches wanted power, corrupted souls wanted to grow stronger, and Asura wanted to corrupt the world into madness. He believed that if you gave yourself to madness, then you had nothing to fear. In order to stop it, I fought Asura, and a war broke out. After the war, I didn't want the same mistake to happen again. I didn't want innocent people to die for those who wanted power. And most of all, I didn't want another massacre of those with the Grigori Soul to happen again... so I created the organization, called Death Scythes years ago. Your father and mother were one of the first to join, I went so far as to go looking for them, and ask them myself."
"But Lord Death, that still doesn't explain how I'm able to see those flying orbs, or why Soul ate one of the red orbs, or the fact that I can sense when someone is about to attack me in random moments, or the fact that Soul said that a Grigori Soul is awakened once it's born, so why did mine awake when I just turned 16?" Maka hated being rude, but she wanted answers already, she needed to know what was going on.
"Let me answer the easy ones first," she heard him let out a sigh, as Maka sat down and waited for him to continue, "those flying orbs you see, Maka are called souls, you have the ability that's called 'Soul Perception'. Your able to see into a person's soul, and with training and practice, you can harness that power and be able to use it all the time. It seems you're able to awaken that power when you become determined and are almost at your last. The same goes for you being to sense when they are about to attack. When you know where it is they are going to hit you next and are able to block. Your soul perception has helped you a lot."
"Time to wake up, bitch!" someone shouted.
Maka groggily opened her eyes, her head was pounding and it hurt to move it all. She was about to rub her head when her hand was caught mid-air, bringing it back to the wall. "The hell?" Maka asked, trying to move both her arms. It was useless, she was pinned to the wall, by the handcuffs again, her arms were dangling up on the wall, as she hung a few inches off the floor, her feet were tied once more, and chained to the wall too.
Before Maka had time to think of anything else, she let out a scream as something went through her leg, sliding down slowly causing more pain to go through.
"That'll teach you twice before attacking me you little bitch." she bit her bottom lip, trying to stop the tears that were covering her eyes. She recognized that voice, it was the boss that was talking. "Next time, little pistol, I'll make sure the blade's nice and hot as I make it go through your other leg."
Maka chocked out a sob she was trying to contain, as he pulled the blade out of her left leg, she felt blood trickle down her knee to the ground, her jeans getting soaked in the process. "Next time, jerk, make sure to know if your hostage knows any fighting, might save you some embarrasm-" she was cut off as she was punched in the stomach, gasping for air.
"Listen little pistol, I'm getting rather pissed off by you. Either tell me where your partner is at or prepare for some serious play time. I'm not a very patient person." his breath was close to her face, as he clucked his tongue, "you have an hour, little pistol, after that... if I don't hear your answer, prepare to die."
Once Maka heard the door close and his footsteps fade away, she let out a sob as tears poured out. She tried to yank her hands free, but she knew she would seriously injure her wrists if she continued, and if she did free her wrist, there was no way to free her legs, without injuring those too. And she needed her legs and wrist to escape. 'Just one, I just need to free one... after that, I can try to pick out the lock.' she bit her lip, trying to hold on to the scream as she yanked her left hand hard from the chain. She felt something warm trickle down, and she was certain she was bleeding, taking in another breath, she pulled harder again.
It took all of her to hold down her scream, as she twisted her hand out of the handcuffs, they were tight around her arm, but she managed to take one off, now the clock began. Her left wrist was throbbing and she was certain she either broke it or fractured it, but there wasn't time to check. Reaching behind her head, she pulled out a bobby pin from under her ponytail, and began to try to free her other wrist.
It's been four days, and he was getting impatient. His footsteps echoed across the room as he paced around it, hands clenched into fists. How could she just disappear? He told her to wait there! So why wasn't she there? He wasn't more than two stores down, and yet, he managed to lose her. He knew it was his fault, but he wanted to surprise her. He unconsciously reached inside his pant pockets, pulling out a oval red box that held her glasses. He already received them, hell... he received 88 glasses and 88 contacts thanks to that damn idiot! He just went in to pick them up, but he didn't think they would take longer than 10 minutes, all because that stupid moron asked for so many- though why she needed 88 of each made no sense to him!-, by the time he was done and walked out the store, he couldn't find her. He searched every where, but he couldn't find a trace of the damn girl anywhere. Didn't he tell her to stay put! She didn't know these streets at all!
"Soul?"
He told her to not go anywhere, to stay there and wait for him to return, so why was she missing. Why hasn't anyone seen her, or heard from her. Was she even okay? Did someone take her, or did she decide to just try to find her way back home?
"Soul!"
Soul looked up, his pace stopped as his crimson eyes met gold. "What do you want Kidd?" he snapped, he didn't want to hear how he messed up, he knew he did, it was his responsibility to keep an eye on her, and he failed to do even that!
"Just calm down, Soul." Kidd's eyes never left Soul's as he sat down on one of the chairs. "We're searching for her as we speak. I'm sure she's fine, she probably just ran off and got lost."
Soul wasn't stupid, he knew that Kidd was just trying to cheer him up, trying not to tell him that he messed up, that he lost the girl he was suppose to keep an eye on. "Don't sugar coat it, Kidd. You were never a liar, so don't start now. I fucked up, I shouldn't of taken my eyes off her, and now she's missing. We haven't heard anything as to where she might be or where she was last seen."
"We do have one tip though." Kidd added, placing his hands under his chin, as he stared at Soul, his eyes were full of worry for his friend, and for the girl as well. He never saw Soul get to riled up over losing someone he was in charge of. Then again, the other's weren't blind and born with a soul that was a power booster for the bad guys.
"Yeah, that guy they saw her talking too. We haven't heard or seen anything from him. It's like he was made up. All we got is a guy with short brown hair, green eyes, wearing a red sweater that had a skull in the back with the words "Red Rum" on top of it. So far we've got nothing on him!" Soul snapped, sitting down on one of the chairs. He combed a hand through his messy white hair. He was already getting pissed and wanted to go door to door to find the girl.
Soul turned to look at Kidd, his black hair was neat, with the three white stripes across his right bangs. He was wearing a simple red shirt with a blue jacket on top. His golden eyes showed concern towards Soul, and he let out a sigh, he was about to say something when Kidd's phone rang.
His voice was serious for a moment, when his eyes went wide, he quickly nodded once, and hung up, slipping his phone back inside his pant pocket. "We found him." he told Soul, his eyes turning hard as he looked at Soul. "We're taking my car."
Soul only nodded, his hands clenched inside his pocket as he stared at nothing, following Kidd towards his car. Inside his mind he hoped to Death that Maka was okay.
She was panting, her head was killing her as she tried to stand up. She managed to free herself from her handcuffs, but that was all she was able to do. Her left leg and wrist were bleeding, and she had no clue how to get out. She searched the area for any hints of where she might be, but came up empty. Maka was about to give up hope when she felt something cold blow on top of her head. 'A window? No, they can't be that stupid, can they?' Maka thought, as she limped towards the area where the wind was coming from. She stretched out her arm and felt the tip of her fingers graze with cold air, she couldn't help but smile and let out a sigh. There was a window or A/C unit on top, and she needed to get up there. Stretching her hands out towards the wall, she began to find dents on it, trying to climb up. It was taking everything she had not to cry out from the pain her wrist and leg were giving her, but she could feel the wind closer now, and knew she had to keep going.
She was right, there was a window, it was small, but she was able to squeeze through, from what she could tell. Maka coilled her hand into a fist and punched the window, it shattered easily, as she tried to climb out, she was careful not to cut herself with any broken glass when she felt someone grab her leg, yanking her back in.
"No!" Maka shouted, as she tried to hold on to her almost freedom, she inhaled as she felt the shards pierce her flesh around her hands and arms.
"Get her inside! Don't let her escape!" she heard one of the guys shout out as others were trying to bring her in, she was trying with all her might to be able to get out, kicking when she had a chance.
She knew she hit a couple of guys, but when they grabbed both her legs, and with one last pull... Maka was inside, her hands and arms were bleeding, and she was certain she cut herself on her stomach too.
"I told you, little pistol... I'm not a patient person." before Maka could say anything, she let out a scream as something hard hit her leg, she felt the bone break as she clutched it, holding back her sobs, she cursed under her breath. "It's time we teach this little pistol a lesson."
Maka felt someone grab her arms, dragging her towards somewhere else, as she heard some other guys laugh. She didn't know what she was doing, but she knew she had to do something. Taking a deep breath, Maka tried to concentrate on bringing out her soul perception, she needed to do something, she needed to fight. Maka was about to open her eyes when she was tossed hard on the floor, wincing when her head hit the ground hard.
"Now, little pistol, are you going to tell us where to find your partner, or am I gonna have to have some fun with you?" she heard him chuckle as he grabbed something.
"How about you go fuck yourself with gasoline and a match?" she snapped, taking in a breath, trying to see if she could get her soul perception to come out, she needed to fight, if there was still 7 guys, she knew she could take them on... or die trying at least.
"Where is he?" Kidd asked, walking towards two blonde hair girls.
"Took you long enough, Black*Star's already in there, said he didn't want to wait for you two before it was too late." one of them said, brushing some dirt off her black trench coat jacket.
"Where did you find him?" Soul asked, eyeing the blue eyed girl, her blond hair was tied up in bun, as she took off her fake glasses. A smile formed on her face, as both girl's eyes shined with enjoyment.
"Found him walking around!" the other one laughed, her short blond hair was let loose, reaching a little bit past her ears, she placed her hands inside her coat, a similar one like the other girl's.
"Liz, Patty, I'm glad you two are safe, but how did you two come across him?" Kidd asked once again, ignoring the spontaneous hug that came out of the younger sister, Patty.
Liz, looked at him, taking off the pins from her bun she shook her hair loose, cascading down her shoulders, reaching her upper back; she placed her fake glasses inside her pockets as she spoke. "We didn't find him. He came to us." she turned to Soul now, "He grabbed Patty's hand out of nowhere, and asked her how she would like a good time. He then started mumbling something about how that bastard finally gave in, in order to save her. Patty was the one who recognize him, and when she shouted that it was him, he bolted."
"I shot him down! I shot him down!" the younger sister laughed, still clinging on to Kidd, her eyes were full of joy at the mention of bringing him down.
"Relax guys, we didn't kill him. Patty shot him on his leg, to make sure he didn't run away. Be glad I didn't do it, would of made sure he never had kids ever, for grabbing my little Patty like that." she let out a sigh as she heard muffled screams come out of the building they were 'occupying' at the moment.
Patty let out another laugh as she turned towards Liz, "Sis! I think that *Star's gonna kill the guy! What a fool! He needs answers! Answers! We need to find that girl!" she bounced for joy as she let go of Kidd, skipping towards her sister.
"Soul, you wait here with Liz and Patty, I'll be back shortly once I have the information we need." he didn't let Soul argue as he walked inside the once abandoned building.
Soul cursed under his breath as he leaned his back towards the gray stoned walls. Muffled screams could be heard from inside the building, while Patty giggled away every time.
"Where'd you find this place?" he asked, breaking the silence, as he looked up to see the shattered and boarded up windows. The place reeked of mold and dirt, but it was the perfect place to interrogate someone seeing as it was far away from any other people walking by.
"Use to come here with Patty, when we were in a gang to deal with people." Liz replies, taking out a small pack of cigarettes, she slips one out of the bag. "Want one?" she asks, handing Soul the pack.
"Nah, those things can kill you." he smirks, letting out a sigh as he hears another muffled scream come out.
"Yeah, cause our job is the safest one out there, huh?" she can't help but smile at him, as she grabs her cigarette and slips it back inside the box.
"Change of heart?" he asks, a smile forming as his sharp teeth show in the dark area.
"Been meaning to quit." she answers, she was about to say something else when Kidd and Black*Star walked out the door.
"Got what we needed?" Liz asks, looking at them.
"You kidding? A God like me, I got it in seconds! That wimp started crying even before I even touched him." Black*Star laughs, his light blue jacket was covered with drops of blood.
Kidd looked at Soul, as he spoke, "Black*Star did a damage on him, but we got what we needed. Seems there was a mix up, they were looking for Patty or Liz to kidnap, his job was to bring her towards an alley 5 blocks away from where you were at Soul, and he was in charge of knocking her out. The only information they gave him was that it was a blonde haired girl, that came out of Shibusen. Patty came out through the back as she was helping Ox move some things and Liz was inside with me doing some paper work, while Maka came out through the front of the school, so he mistook Maka for Patty. They want something I grabbed from Al Capon, himself. Seem's he was willing to trade me Patty or Liz for it, but failed to leave any information as to where I could contact him."
Soul's hands coiled into fist inside his pockets. He was debating about going inside and killing the guy, himself. But he needed to get to Maka first.
"Then what took you guys so long if you guys got the information early?" Liz asked, grabbing her phone.
"Kidd started bitching how I didn't make the hits symmetrical, had me do them on both sides so the guy was 'on even proportions' and shit." Black*Star answers tiredly.
Everyone turns to stare at Kidd, as Soul debates either throwing him in a shark infested water or chopping off his hair asymmetrical would be a better punishment for the OCD nut. He'd go with the latter later.
"Liz, make sure to call Ox and Kilik to see if they can get this guy into custody, I want you and Patty to stay here until they get here. You two are the best shooters incase he tries to escape, though I sincerely doubt it after what Black*Star did to him. Also, see if you can call Tsubaki and Kim to meet us in Soul's place, I hope we won't need her or Kim at all, but it's best to be safe." Kidd's voice was serious as he materialized his skateboard. "I'll leave you Beelzebub in case of emergency, this time Patty don't crash it."
"Yes sir!" Patty laughs as she salutes Kidd.
"So let's go get Soul's girl, huh?" Black*Star answers, a wicked smile on his face.
She could taste it, the iron like taste that came out of her mouth every time she had to cough. She winced at the pain her body was screaming every time she tried to move.
"Had enough?" she heard the guy they called boss laugh, as she tried to stand up again, her hands were free now, but it was hard to move them, as they cut in practically every angle.
Her left leg protested every time she tried to put any strength to it, and she was certain that it was broken in more than one place. It hurt to breath, it hurt to talk, hell it hurt just thinking about it! She was having a hard time breathing as she tried opening her right eye again.
"Now, are you going to tell me where to find him, or am I gonna have to make sure your permanently blind? That cut on your right eye can be made to your left one as well, I know how much your partner loves symmetry." he laughed at his joke, his footsteps coming closer to her now.
"Go." Maka tried not to cry out of the pain she got from talking, "To... Hell." she finished as she spat in his face.
"I tried being nice, but now, play time's over." his voice sounded vicious, as Maka let out a curling scream, something hot went through her stomach. "I told you next time I'd make sure it was nice and hot for you." he sneered, pulling the blade out. "Say good-bye, little pistol, I'm done being patient with you."
Maka let out another scream as she felt something hot touch her skin, she didn't care about the pain of her leg, she needed to try and fight, even with her body no longer in chains, it was hard to move, it hurt to even try. But it still didn't stop her as she tried to stand up, kicking and punching when she had a chance.
"Someone hold her down! I'm not done with her yet!" the boss screamed out.
Maka was glad she could still see their souls even after her damage. She made sure to kick one hard as she tried to maintain her balance. Another person came at her, and Maka didn't hesitate, she kneed him hard in the groin, and head butted him. She had 2 unconscious now, she just needed 9 more to go. Seems there were more than she thought in the beginning. Maka was about to try and hit someone else when someone hit her on her back with a hard object. She fell to the ground and was trying to get up, when someone grabbed her hard by her wrist, earning a good scream from her lips as she tried to hold back tears. He was pressing hard to her broken wrist, and he wouldn't let go.
"Intruders! Intruders! It's the Death Scythes, their here!" someone shouted as he ran towards them. "Three Death Scythes are here, and it seems that her partner's with 'em."
"Well little pistol, seems you did come in handy after all." he purred in her ear, as he grabbed her hard around the neck. "Bring them to me!" he ordered the rest of the group, "As for you..."
Maka let out another piercing scream as he kicked her hard behind her broken leg, letting go of her as she slumped to the floor, he kicked her once more on her back, as she let out a chocking sob.
Maka tried saying something as it came out a whisper, she noticed that from 9 guys it went down to three.
"What did you say, little pistol?" she felt him get closer to her as he grabbed her hard by her injured wrist, causing Maka to hiss at the pain. "It's too late to start trying to get on my good side, though... before I kill you, I'll want to take you on a test run first." Maka heard him lick his lips as she tried hard not to spit in his face.
"I said... you dick... that... that... was... a big... mistake." Maka muttered, as she head butted her captor hard on the face, she heard him curse as he let go of her. She had to bite her tongue as her leg screamed out in pain again. Before she collapse, she made sure to take out these guys with her. She needed to go help them out. There were too many for them to take on. From what she saw, there were more than 30 running towards a single area.
Before she could think any further, one of the guys grab her from behind, and Maka sunk her teeth hard on his arm. He screams out as he pushes her away from his now bleeding arm, that was all she needed. She punches the guy right on the face, as the other one comes up from behind her, grabbing her and pinning her arms behind her back. Maka uses the guy's strength to her advantage as the other guy came running towards her, about to hit her. Kicking off the ground, she winces at the pain when she strikes the guy hard on the face. She's certain he's unconscious now. Before she can do any more damage, she's yanked hard by the boss, she's about to fight back when she feels something hot touch her throat.
"I wouldn't do that, little pistol. If the blade doesn't cut your neck, then the hot steel of it will do a good number on your artery." she can hear him chuckle as his breath inches closer to her ear, "How about you be a good prisoner and stay still, or I'll make sure to burn your other eye off, instead. Your partner's almost here." she could feel him smile, as she feels the hot blade move away from her neck towards her left eye.
Maka was about to curse the guy out and tell him off when she hears the doors slam open as footsteps echoed across the room, a familiar voice spoke, causing Maka to give a weak smile as she knew he was here to help her, she wasn't going to die, not when he was here.
"Let her go." Soul snaps, his scythe materializing once again.
"I have no business with you, Eater, my problem is with him" Maka feels him chuckle as the blade moves back towards her neck.
"Al Capon, for someone who claims to be the world's best gang leader, you're terrible at getting your information. That there is not my partner." she hears another person talk, from his words, Maka makes out that he's probably Kidd.
"Another lie, see you taught this one well. This little pistol just loves to keep lying to me." he let out a laugh as he runs his blade deep down Maka's arm, causing her to scream out in pain. She feels the blood trickle down her arm, dripping down to the floor. "I wouldn't do that Eater, if not I'll make sure to cut her throat before you even move closer." his voice sounded serious as he moved the blood stained blade towards Maka's throat. "Now tell me, Young Reaper, where did you put my Book of Souls? The witches seem to be asking about it, you see. And I really need it now, there's a soul they want. Think you've heard of it, the Grigori Soul."
Maka didn't move, she was having a hard time trying to stay awake, it hurt to breath, and her leg was killing her, she just wanted all of it to be over. To succumb to sleep but her mind kept protesting that it would be a bad idea to do so. But her body was begging for it, she needed to just closed her eye for just a moment, and rest. Before she knew it, everyone's voices were sounding distant, she couldn't make out who was talking and what was going on, as her mind drifted off towards a dark abyss.
"I didn't come here for a negotiations, Al Capon." Kidd stated, his finger holding the trigger. He saw some chances of hitting the guy, but they were all too close to Maka, and he was worried they would hit her instead. He turned an eye towards Soul who was grabbing his scythe too hard. His eyes were full of anger as he looked for a weak spot to attack as well.
Before Kidd or Soul could move and attack, Maka moved for them. Her eyes opened, they looked hollow and lifeless as she twisted herself in Al Capon's arms. In a blink she kneed him hard in the groin, Al Capon stumbled off clutching his manhood as he tried to swipe her with his blade. Maka dodged it fast, and kicked him straight in the face, causing him to fall towards the ground on his back. Maka didn't stop there, she moved fast towards the guy, her hands coiled to fist as she slammed her elbow down the back of the man's neck. He let out a gasp for air as he swiped his blade down at her. The blade cut her leg pretty deep, but she didn't let out a scream, she kicked him once again on the face, causing him to roll across the floor. Maka simply grabbed the blade and pulled it out of her leg. The loud clank of the blade falling to the ground echoed across the room as Kidd and Soul tried to understand what was going on.
"What the hell is she doing!" Soul shouted, running towards Maka.
"Soul, becareful, I don't think she's conscious." Kidd stated, he was waiting for the right moment to attack.
He didn't wait too long, Maka was about to attack Al Capon once more, when Soul grabbed her by the waist, and moved her away from one of Al Capon's weapons. It was too close to comfort, as Al Capon almost stabbed the girl on the throat.
"Now Kidd!" Soul shouted, landing on his back with Maka on top of him.
Kidd instantly pulled the trigger, shooting eight bullets into Al Capon, each one hitting one of the main organs. His skull, neck, heart, each arm and legs, and one in the stomach, if that didn't kill him, then Soul didn't know what would.
He felt Maka try to move away from him, as she was still trying to fight, he saw that she had tears in her eyes that were being soaked with blood.
"Maka!" he held on to her tightly, trying to soothe the injured girl, "Maka, shh, it's me, Soul. Your okay, your okay. I have you." he buried his face in her hair as he continued to try and calm her down, "It's okay, I'm here. I won't let him hurt you."
It worked, Maka began to stop moving when Soul spoke, his voice causing her to go limp as she nuzzled close to him. Soul let out a sigh as he held her on to her arms, unknown that Kidd was watching this with a small smile on his face.
Soul had half a mind to bring the bastard back to life only to kill him once more by his hands, as he peered down at the girl that was unconscious at the moment. Her breathing was ragged as he held on to her. She had a cut on her right eye, going down her cheek from her eyebrow, there were multiple stab wounds across her body, her left wrist and leg were broken, and she had pieces of glass embedded in her hands as well. It looked like she got a good beating from her captors. Being mad was an understatement, Soul was furious, he never wanted to murder anyone else before until now. The poor girl looked as if she was on the edge of death and it scared him.
"Damn it, Kidd! Next time tell me your leaving me with all these idiots before you two run off." Black*Star shouted, tossing another unconscious body away from him, "I guess it's best that he didn't die from the hands of a God like me." he let out a smirk as he rummaged through his phone, "Don't want him to think he died being blessed."
Kidd rolled his eyes at him, as he made his weapons disappear, "I did tell you *Star, you were just too into beating the guys to a bloody pulp. Next time we tell you that we are going to go under cover, don't go shouting that 'The Great Black*Star is here' because of that, I decided you should clean up your mess."
"Yeah, yeah, they were just too much for you, huh?" Black*Star grins, "Anyways, just called Tsubaki, their waiting for us. And Lord Shinigami wants to talk to you, Kidd... probably wants a report about today."
Kidd only nodded, following Soul and Black*Star out the building. Soul was trying not to step on any of the unconscious people laying around. They left the rest of the group to Black*Star, and it didn't look like he failed to clear a path for them without problems.
Soul didn't say anything as they walked towards Kidd's car, he continued to hold on to Maka as they drove off to his place, he wasn't sure what to expect from all the wounds, but he was certain she was bound to blame him for all the mess.
Ten days, ten days of having people over to see how Maka was doing, ten days of having Maka sleeping and recovering, and ten days of hearing her whimper and start fighting in her sleep in the middle of the night. She still hadn't woken up, as he kept his T.V low for any signs of her coming out of her small coma, though he hated that word, it was what Tsubaki had told him.
"She's asleep, and I think she's going to be asleep for a while. I'm shocked she didn't faint from blood loss a long time ago. Her left leg is broken in more than two places, we patched up the cuts she's gotten, but the ones that look like she got burned at the same time might take a little bit longer to heal, give or take 4 days. I also made sure to heal her right eye, it wasn't deep, thankfully." Kim brushed a strand of pink hair away from her face, "This girl looks like she's been through hell and didn't stop fighting until the end. She had broken shards of glass on both her hands and her left wrist is totaled, I was able to heal the cuts on her hands and arms, as for the wrist, just give her some time, I need to come back in 3 days to try and heal it up some more. It's almost completely shattered. She had some cuts around her wrist that are pretty deep, but they'll heal up in no time, so you need not to worry about that."
Soul let out a sigh as he saw Kim grab her black bag and placed some bandages and other items inside, once she was done she went towards her purple jacket, slipping it on, turning to Soul.
"I want you to know, that she's going to be in some serious trauma, she's gone through a lot, and I think it's best if we would just let her sleep. Like I said, I'm shocked she didn't faint, or die, from blood loss. From what I can tell, this one's a tough one." she let out a small smile, her green eyes full of concern as she grabbed her blue scarf.
"You're telling me!" Black*Star shouted, "She knocked out a couple of guys from what I can tell and did she put up a fight. I was able to see some of the action from where I was at, and to think she was able to kick that bastard's ass even blind!" his laugh echoed the room as everyone sat there in thought.
"He died too easy." Kidd added, he was sitting down besides Soul, deep in thought for the longest time, until he spoke, causing everyone to wait in silence for him to continue, "He was the leader of one of the most notorious gangs in Death City, he ate more innocent souls that any other person out there, and had a great amount of strength. It took me almost all of mine to just injure him to the point where I was able to take the book and leave, but some how, Maka manages to hit him straight on; not to mention I killed him too quick. Somethings not right." he finished off, his right arm was under his chin as he sat there contemplating the next move.
"All that matters is that Maka's safe." Tsubaki added, a soft smile forming. "We'll figure out the rest later. Her mind has practically turned itself off to try to heal itself in the process. It's like she's in a coma, but the only difference is she doesn't need a machine to help keep her alive."
"Yeah, but Kidd's right. Something doesn't add up." Soul was now the one to voice his opinion, "He didn't know Maka was the Grigori Soul, and he said something about the witches wanting the book we have in custody. If he was really as corrupted as we think he was, then he would of been able to sense Maka's soul almost a mile away, but instead he was sloppy, letting his guard down while in the room with us."
"Now way man," Black*Star laughed, causing the tension to dissapear, "He just heard that the great Black*Star was going to be there and knew that he would be no match for me. Hell, he knew that if I got my hands on him, he'd be tortured instead of killed so easily."
Soul only nodded, while Kidd rolled his eyes. After another long debate and some threats from Soul about throwing the blue haired boy out through the window, they left. Their eyes were full of concern, all but Kidd's, who only showed how sorry he was. If it wasn't for him, then Maka would of never been taken.
Soul let out another frustrated sigh, he kept wondering when the girl would wake up, but there was still no sign of her even coming out of her coma-like sleep. Her wounds were all almost healed. With only her broken wrist needed a few more of Kim's magic and that was it. Soul turned off the T.V and walked over his kitchen, not paying any attention to his ringing phone. In all honesty, he debated about putting it on silent. If it wasn't Kidd, Black*Star, or the rest calling to see how Maka was doing, (or in Black*Star's state, calling to gloat how he defeated practically all of the men from Al Capon's gang.) it was those mindless conversations from some of his peers from school.
He was honestly shocked when people told him he was popular and one of the most 'hottest' guys in his school, when all he did was just keep to himself. He didn't like all the nonsense going on in school, he hated all the talk about things that didn't matter to him. Sure he went to parties every now and then, but that was to kill time, nothing more. It wasn't until one party where he saw one of the girls he knew from class practically getting raped that he helped her out, in the end when she woke up, she assumed she had sex with Soul and told the whole school. Next thing he knew, other girls wanted to sleep with him too. He honestly thought it was pretty pathetic, he wasn't the type to sleep with a girl on the first date, but they would make up lies about it to other people, when they asked him about it, he only shrugged. It didn't matter to him what others thought about him, he was just sleeping through classes anyways to avoid all the overzealous crowds gathering around him.
It was because he was so popular that many guys always challenged him to a fight, spouting things about how Soul took their love away from them, when he didn't even know the girl to begin with. He would usually just try to walk away, but when they would try to hit him from behind or use their friends to play dirty, he would usually beat them up before they even touched him. He actually thanked his years here in Death City for that. He already graduated from one school, but in the other world his diploma didn't count. He really hated that he had to go to school again in Lowell, Massachusetts. He really didn't like having to wake up early, and with the way he made his schedule, he didn't have to for a good two hours. It wasn't until Maka entered his life that he had to wake up at the crack of dawn to go with her to school. He really, really didn't like morning. They weren't cool.
He opened his fridge to grab a soda when he heard Maka stir in her sleep, he was worried that she was probably having another nightmare, but as he placed his soda down on the table he heard her stir once again. He didn't think much of it as he walked closer to her door now, at first she didn't move anymore, but when he saw her try to open her eyes, he walked closer to her.
Maka let out a groan, her head was killing her and for all she knew, she was certain that she got run over by a 18-wheeler more than once. She heard someone chuckle as she opened her eyes, regret soon came as her head pounded with the light. "What the hell happened?" she asked, trying to sit up.
"Wouldn't do that if I were you." she heard someone's familiar voice speak, causing her to remember what happened.
Her eyes went wide for a moment, as she recalled everything that happened, biting her bottom lilp, she decided it would be best to just put it aside for now. She was safe, and alive so that was all that mattered. "And you would say that why?" she asked, her hand moving to feel her left arm.
She could feel her wrist bandaged up, and a little bit higher, she felt a needle on her arm.
"Cause your wrist is still healing and you have an IV on that arm, too." his voice held some concern as he walked closer to her, "here, let me take it out."
Maka bite the bottom of her lip as she felt the needle slip out of her skin, for a moment, Maka was glad she didn't have to see any of it, needles freaked her out just a little.
"There," he muttered, as he sat down next to her on the bed. "now, how are you feeling?"
Maka gave him a small smile, trying to find the right words to tell him, "Like shit, what the hell happened afterwards, and how long have I been out?"
She heard Soul let out a small chuckle, "You should feel like shit, you looked as if you were about to die, and as for the rest, well... you fought. To put it simple, you took all of us by surprise when you attacked the guy, but I still had to get out of the way in order for Kidd to kill him. You were the diversion we needed so Kidd wouldn't risk hurting you as well." he paused to let out a sigh, as she felt his eyes on her again, "And... today's the 10th day you've been out."
Maka's eyes went wide for a moment as she tried to obsord it all in, "Wait? I fought the guy? How the hell did I fight the guy? I don't remember that! And ten days... or dear God, please tell me that you just read the days wrong."
She heard Soul laugh now and it caught her off guard, she never really heard him laugh like that before, it sounded as if he was relieved. "You're really something. You mean to tell me that you don't remember almost beating the shit out of Al Capon, himself? And sorry, babe... it's the correct day."
"Al... Capon, wait, that was the guy's name. Al Capon? Well isn't that shitty." she mumbled, she let out another sigh as she squinted her eyes, trying to find any shapes going on. "How did I heal up so fast?"
"Kim patched you up, she's a witch that works with rejuvenation, so she healed your wounds pretty easy. The only ones she had a hard time working with was your wrist and the burn marks." she could feel his eyes on her now.
"A witch? So they actually exist, huh." she heard Soul chuckle as she stuck out her tongue at him.
"Your amazed that a witch is real, but not about being in a city that no one can find, or about a train that pops out of the ground, or Death being real." Soul was about to say something else, when he just snapped his fingers and got up.
"Soul?" Maka asked, her eyes full of curiosity.
"Stay right there, I got something for you." he shouted from outside the room.
Maka only bit her bottom lip as she retraced her steps all over again from the fight. 'I fought him?' Maka asked quizzically. She didn't recall ever fighting him, the last she remembered was just feeling numb when the guy named Al Capon grabbed hold of her.
"Close your eyes." Soul announced, making Maka shriek when he spoke.
She didn't know if he was being sarcastic or just rude, as she narrowed her eyes at him. "Because I can clearly see at this moment."
"Just do it, will you." he snapped.
Maka only let out a sigh as she did what was told, she felt him get closer to her now, and Maka regretted her decision. "Just what are you doing, Soul?"
"Would you just shut up, and open your eyes now."
Maka did as she was told, only to have her eyes open wide in shock. She was able to see, she slowly reached up to her eyes and felt her glasses on her. She let out a small laugh as she relished the fact that she could see again.
"There, happy now." Soul stated, a smile on his face as he watched Maka turn towards him.
Soul wasn't what Maka thought, not in a long shot. His snow white hair was disheveled and messy, pointing in every direction from the back, and flat from the front. She wondered if he did that on purpose or it was just unruly. His eyes were just like she remembered, crimson red that were able to suck you in if you stared at him for too long. He was wearing a short sleeve t-shirt that was red, helping to emphasize his eyes. Maka's eyes went wide once again as she stared at him, unaware what to say.
Soul let out a chuckle now, as he watched Maka's face blush with embarrasment when she realized she was gawking at the guy. "What did you expect, tall, dark, and blonde?" He let out another chuckle when he saw her blush a deeper red.
"N-no!" she squealed, her eyes turning away from him.
She was about to say something else when she looked around, they were in a blue room. The room was pretty simple, with a few posters of instruments and bands covering the wall. The curtains were a dark blue as they helped trap any light from coming inside. She looked down to see she was under a white blanket, with blue trimming on the edges. The room had the usual, a dresser on the left side between the wall and the corner, a desk on the opposite side of the bed, and a TV placed on top of the room, in front of the bed, so you could just lay down and watch TV. There were was a nightstand on either side of the bed and each one had a lamp neatly, with a few pictures of friends and events on them. There were some clothes tossed around the floor, showing gaps of wood under neath it.
"Where are we?" she asked, still looking around.
"My room." Soul chuckled, as she tried to understand it all.
"So we're back in Lowell?" she asked, her eyes full of hope, finally she would be able to go back to school.
"Nope. Still in Death City." he answered, there was a slight tone of amusement in his tone.
Maka only let out a groan as she slumped back to bed, she didn't want to think anymore.
In Maka's opinion, she thought he deserved it, hell, she thought he deserved more than three 'Maka Chops' to the head. As she sat there with two unknown girls holding her down, the fuming blonde starred daggers toward the blue haired idiot.
"What the hell was that for, all I said was that you had a small rack." Black*Star snapped, rubbing the top of his skull for any signs of blood.
"Least I don't look like a fucking midget." she snapped back.
"What the fuck you say, four eyes?" Black*Star shouted, trying to free himself from Soul and Kidd's grip.
"I didn't stutter you damn monkey!" she retorted, her hand just itching towards her book. "And I don't know what the hell my body and glasses have to do with anything, you fucking ass. Last time I checked, I can still fight without my glasses."
"Why don't you come at me you flat chested brat?" he yelled at her.
Before anyone knew what happened, Maka was placing her book on top of his skull, repeatedly.
"Now, are both of you going to behave?" Soul asked tiredly, he was worried his house would be destroyed at this point.
"Tell that to Tiny Tits over there." Black*Star snapped, he was sitting down on the opposite side of Soul with an ice pack over his skull, and one on his groin.
"Keep it up, you damn ape and I'll make sure to give you a damn concussion with the next chop!" Maka argued back, she had her bag over her shoulder as she was sitting down next to Soul, her hand slowly reaching for her book again.
Soul let out another sigh, as he moved Maka's book away from her grasp. He knew full well that she could do it, but he had a feeling Black*Star would have to figure it out on his own.
"What you say, bookworm?" Black*Star shouted.
"Black*Star, please!" the girl Maka recognized as Tsubaki spoke to him.
Maka was shock at how much patience that girl had, her dark blue violet eyes were looking at both of them with concern, only from time to time did she look at Maka with an apologetic look in them. Her long black hair was tied up in a bun as she wore a simple lavender color turtle neck and jeans. The word pretty was an understatement, Maka thought Tsubaki was beautiful, so she couldn't understand how she really liked an idiot like Black*Star.
"She started it!" Black*Star muttered to the girl, his tough exterior going soft with just a touch from her.
Maka could clearly see how much Black*Star liked her, he never said anything, but the way he leaned closer to her, or how he would simply just go with what she said without a word from her, she was sure that they both really liked each other.
The girl named Patty was laughing as she watched the scene play on. Her short blonde hair, blue eyed girl was sitting next to the guy Maka met as Kidd, and next to him was Patty's sister, Liz. They looked like each other, with Liz being taller than Patty and having longer hair than her. Maka realized that Patty was a little bit childish and Liz was the type to doll up her sister in any way possible. Both wore the same type of outfit, with only a different color of shirt, from what Maka saw.
Patty was wearing dark skinny jeans with a blue over the shoulder blouse that had a cartoon skull on it. She was wearing a black bonnet hat over her head, while Liz wore the same outfit but in a red colored shirt. While Kidd was only wearing a simple black shirt and blue jeans, his black hair was combed neatly while three white stripes were plastered over on his right side of his hair.
Maka learned the hard way not to ask him about them, for he would start bawling like a baby and muttering things about being trash. She was worried for his sanity, but when Patty and Liz started consoling him, he was back to his normal ways. She was sure he had some split personality maybe.
"Last time I checked, you moron, you started it." Maka snapped at him, her arms were now crossed over her chest as she tried not to punch the guy's lights out.
Black*Star looked at her, his light blue eyes were narrowed as he sat there trying to figure out if she was serious or not. He was wearing a simple dark blue shirt and white shorts, how he was able to be outside in shorts only he knew.
But she did have enough of hearing how he was close to being a God, and how he was the strongest person out there, and how everyone should just bask in his glory. Another cocky prick, that Maka really didn't like being near. She had to deal with too many of those in school back in Lowell, and she didn't want to deal with one of them here in Death City.
"At least I don't have negative size breast." he mumbled,
Once again, Soul tried to move Maka's book away from her grasp, but wasn't surprised when she had another book in her hands, throwing it with all her might towards the blue haired boy. He quickly caught it, only to meet another Maka Chop hard on his skull.
"Stop comparing my breast to your damn brain, jackass." she muttered, sitting back down next to Soul.
Soul only looked at her with humor in his eyes, he was pretty entertained at the moment, he told the idiot to keep his mouth shut, but he didn't believe him when Soul warned him about Maka's temper.
"So, I take it your feeling better, Maka?" Kidd interrupted, ignoring the unconsious body laying on the floor.
"Yes!" she smiled at him, a soft blush forming across her cheeks, she wasn't used to people actually being concerned about her. "Soul told me that someone named Kim helped heal my wounds, and my wrist isn't hurting me that much either."
Soul looked at her curiously, he clearly knew she was lying. She hadn't move her left arm in a while, nor did she grab anything with it. He saw her try to prove her point when she grabbed her cup with her bandaged wrist. She was pretty good at hiding any pain that she was feeling, but Soul was good at reading the girl. Her green eyes were like an open book to him, in a split second her eyes showed pain as she drank her cup and placed it back down. Another smile forming on her face.
Kidd didn't seem to notice as he only nodded, "Very well then. I wanted to inform you that my father has requested for you to stay here for a little bit longer."
"What about my school? I've already missed too many days and if I keep this up, I won't be able to graduate this May." Maka was worried, all her hard work and she would be the first sophomore to graduate in her class. She was destined to get out of school already.
"We'll be able to talk to your teachers about it, and bring your homework as well. It's all been handled so you would stay here comfortably." Kidd replied, taking a sip from his tea.
"You'll be able to train more!" Patty giggled, "Lord Death wants you to learn how to defend yourself better than you do now, and he also wants you to understand everything about your soul before you leave! It'll be fun! Sis and I can take you to see the city!"
Maka thought about it carefully, she really wanted to go back to school, and she was certain her fighting abilities were okay, her father and mother taught her everything they could about fighting. But she needed to know more about what was going on, she needed to find out more about her parent's role in all of this.
"It'll be fun." Liz stated, grabbing her hair and pulling it back to a ponytail. "You'll be able to learn more things about yourself, and I can tell you already know how to fight. With knocking out Black*Star and all, but, you really want to graduate early?"
"Yes!" Maka almost screamed with excitement, "I've worked my butt of from day one to be able to graduate early, I'm taking more classes than my peers and I've already applied to different colleges and universities. I've gotten accepted to a few, but I'm still waiting to see about my options." her eyes were full of excitement as she spoke, Soul only watched her from the corner of his eye.
"So flat board's got a brain, huh?" Black*Star mumbled as he rubbed the top of his skull again, "Well then, if you're going to stay here in Death City, and learn to fight better, then you're training with me!" he shouted.
"No thank you, I rather train with those idiots that kidnapped me than you." Maka answered in a heartbeat.
"Heh, no one can outmatch me, the great Black*Star, I'm going to be stronger than any God!" he shouted back at her.
"You're already a God, you idiot." Maka muttered, "Your the God of arrogance, annoyance, and stupidity all rolled into one."
After another two hours of Maka Chops and insults thrown around, with a few threats from Soul about kicking them both out of his place, everyone said their good-bye's as they left the place.
Maka let out a sigh of relief as she sat outside to gaze at the stars, it felt like forever since she last saw them, and she missed them terribly.
Death City was an understatement to this place, it was amazing, it had a gothic feel to it, from all over the city. There were skulls all around the place, and many strange people walking around too. Lights illuminated the area, and she was shocked and let out a scream when she looked up to the sky and saw the sun smiling, literally down at her. There was blood dripping down it's mouth and Maka was pretty disgusted by it at first, but she started to pay no mind to it... until it started laughing out of nowhere. The moon wasn't any different, with it's eyes wide as if it was looking down on everyone, and it's teeth showing in a wicked smile, Maka was a bit hesitant to even look up. But the stars were the same, and she was glad for that.
"Hey Soul..." Maka muttered, turning her head towards Soul, who was laying down on his couch watching T.V. "how are you able to have two places?"
Soul rose an eyebrow at the girl, he was wondering when she would ask that. "My job pays well." he stated, changing the channel.
"I see, how long have you lived here then?" she was wondering why it mattered to her, but she didn't know anything about him, and she hated that.
"Don't remember, been a while I think." he was flicking the channels to fast, and Maka had a feeling he didn't want to talk about himself anymore.
"Oh, I guess that means you've lived here for a some time, must be nice." she gave him a warm smile as she turned back to look at the stars.
Nice was an understatement to Soul's place here in Death City. From what she saw there were two bedrooms and on bathroom in here, the kitchen was pretty spacious with stainless steel appliances, not that any of them even looked touched. The fridge had only some of the necessities, which were just milk, juice, and eggs. It wasn't until Maka nagged at him to go buy some groceries so she could cook for them. His living room had an "L" shape sofa a reclining chair and a round like chair on either side. He had a pretty good TV that made Maka's old school antique look like it was built in the stone ages. He had a few pictures place around with his friends from here in Death City and him, but that was it. From what Maka noticed, there were no pictures of family anywhere in sight. But, he did have a huge collection of DVD stacked up on the side of the wall, ranging from comedy to action all the way to horror. She was surprised when she noticed there was not one chick flick anywhere in there. For a guy, it was understandable, but she still didn't understand why it was such a big deal for a guy to not have those type of movies.
She shifted in her seat, outside on the balcony, Maka saw that there was an untouched grill that collected a few dusts as the days went by, some chairs lined up the wall and there was a folded table as well. Everything in Soul's apartment was untouched with only a few things showing signs of use, while other things were just there collecting dust. The guest bedroom was full of dust and so were the pictures and other house decor that filled the room. Maka let out a sigh as she got up and walked inside, ignoring the curious stare from Soul. She slipped on her shoes and grabbed her bag, before Soul did anything she walked out of his place, aware that Soul was following her only a few steps behind.
"Mind telling me where you're going?" he asked, irritated that he was missing precious time sitting down and doing nothing.
"Need to go buy somethings." she answered him, stopping to look around for any sign of a super market.
"Don't tell me it's that time of month, is it?" Soul whispered, slipping his hands inside his pockets.
Maka's face turned beet red, and Soul couldn't help but chuckle, causing Maka's face to go into a darker shade. "Sh-shut up!" she shrieked, smacking him on the arm, "If I'm going to be staying here for a while, there's not a chance that I can live in my own place, now is there?"
Soul looked at her quizically at first, unsure of what she was getting at, "Nope, your a trouble magnet for anyone near you. Next thing I know you'll get abducted by aliens and I'm not sure I can save you then." he smiled as she narrowed her eyes at him, sticking out her tongue in the process.
"Well, if I'm gonna be staying with you, then I'm gonna change a few things about it." she stated.
Soul let out a sigh, he was ready for a argument from the girl, "Your gonna change what?" he asked, his voice cautious.
"For one, your place needs a clean up, there's dust in everything! Second, you need groceries, I can't stand eating nothing but fast food all damn day, and third I won't be sleeping in your room anymore. I'll be using the guest bedroom instead." Maka finished as she walked towards a super market.
Soul smirked, grabbing her hand and leading her towards the opposite direction, "If your going to go on a shopping spree, then your going the wrong way there's a Death-Mart just three blocks away from here."
Maka's eyes followed where his hand was, interlocking between her's, the sight of her hand holding on to his, made her face flush a little bit. She slowly tugged her hand away from his, the feeling of his hand away from hers felt odd, but Maka brushed it aside. "I can see where to go now." She added, as he turned to look at her, curiosity filling those crimson orbs of his.
He was handsome, Maka would give him that. He knew his way around people and he was a gentlemen, when he wanted and had to be. But when Maka was blind, she assumed she mistook his hair color, and even his eye color. She thought she just didn't pay much attention, and pictured someone that was tall, with blond hair and brown eyes. She assumed he wasn't good looking or anything, but that failed when she saw him closer.
She kept mentally slapping herself, she couldn't be thinking a guy like him was nice or handsome, he was just doing his job. And once Maka went back to her hometown, she would be going back to her place. Living her life, once again without Soul Evans in her life, sure she would see him during school and from time to time. But Maka was determined to get him out of her life for good now. She didn't need him anymore to take care of her. If she was careful, she wouldn't be bumping into any nasty creatures anymore, and she was told she would be able to advance her fighting skills, so she didn't see why she needed him anymore. She was fine without him, and as she saw it... no Soul, meant no longer dealing with those infuriating fan girls of his.
Her eyes stared at the back of his head, his messy white hair standing out in different porportions as he walked in front of her, not saying a word. His left arm was inside his sweater, while his right one hung loosely in case Maka wanted to hold on to his hand again. Not that she would want to, anyways. She walked a few steps in back of him, her eyes moving from time to time to take in the large city that she was surprised even existed. People walked around, paying no mind to Maka, but every now and then, some one stop and stare at Soul. Maka thought it was strange, but she noticed he paid no mind to it, only stoping to make sure she wasn't lost in the crowded area they were in.
When they both stopped, Maka's eyes grew wide, she heard Soul chuckle, but she wasn't interested in that. The store called 'Death-Mart' was huge with a skull on the tip of the store, spikes popping out on it's left and right side. The sign read that it was open 24/7, and as Maka walked in, there was a large burly red headed girl who looked at Maka from top to bottom, giving off a hint of distates as she turned to look at Soul. Her blue eyes grew wide with shock and a smile showed on her face.
"Welcome to Death-Mart, where you can find practically anything inside. Open 24 hours every day, we can help you with anything you want." Her eyes turned back to Soul as she completely ignored Maka, "I haven't seen you around, Eater." she stated, her smile widened as he turned to her.
He only nodded, grabbing Maka's hand and continued to walk inside the store.
Maka turned back to see the girl's red eyes burning daggers towards her, "Please tell me you don't have a fan club here." she muttered.
Maka was surprised when Soul let out a small laugh, as he let go of her hand, "Doubt it," his face pulled back to a mischievous smirk, showing his sharp teeth at her, "just part of the job here." he finished off, placing his hands back inside his pockets.
"Yeah, and the reason she was practically offering herself to you is also because of the job?" she muttered bitterly.
"Don't tell me your jealous, Maka?" he purred, grabbing her by the waist out of nowhere, his warm breath hitting her neck.
Maka's face blushed deep red, as he was closer to her than expected. "N-no, you moron!" she squealed, as she moved away from his grasp, "I'm just trying to get a better understanding of you." she finished off, her eyes darting away from Soul.
Soul did not expect that, for a brief moment, his eyes went wide before they went back to his usual poker face stare. It was easy to lose himself with Maka around, he would show more than he bargained for when he was near her, and he was grateful that she still didn't catch on.
"What's to know about me?" he stated, walking away from Maka, towards a shopping cart.
"Well, there's lots to know." she replied back, clasping her hands behind her back as she followed him. "Like, your favorite color?"
"Black" he turned to look at her, "Your's?"
"It changes from time to time." she muttered, face turning slightly red, "Like right now, it's blue."
"So you usually wear the color you like for the day, huh?" Soul saw her look down to her shirt, and sure enough, she was wearing a blue long sleeve shirt, it had black stripes on the sleeves and fit her loosely around her frame.
"Y-yeah, I always did that, my Momma was the first one to figure it out though." a soft smile spread through her lips at the memory, "She always said that the color I like represented something I felt that day, but I never really understood it." she was about to continue on when she saw a mop a couple of feet away. "Ah! We need that!" she shouted, enthusiastically.
Soul only watched as she practically skipped towards the mop, stopping to grab a bucket from there and some cleaning products along the way. "You know, I have a mop at home." he muttered as he saw her coming back with more than he bargained for.
"Your mop is terrible, can't even clean for it's life, I tossed it out already. Getting a new one, and your broom's broken. The handle came off in half when I grabbed it. Plus not to mention you have no cleaning supplies other than a duster, and even that has collected dust! I got some stuff to help clean up the restroom, and also clean up the living room as well. Thankfully, your vacuum is actually in pretty good condition, with some dust being collected on it as well." she took in a breath as she placed everything inside the cart, arranging everything neatly for more space.
Soul smiled at her, as he saw her continue on walking, looking at every section of the store. "I take it you like cleaning them?"
Maka turned to look at him, her eyes bright as she spoke, "I love it! It helps when I don't want to think or anything. Plus, I get so frustrated when I'm in a messy house. Your place isn't messy, just... not used, if that makes sense." she bit her bottom lip as she was about to say something else, when she turned to look at some candles. "By the way Soul." she paused to wait for his reply, but just got a 'hmm' from him, signaling it was okay to go on, "What kind of music do you like?"
"I listen to different genres from time to time, but I like Jazz more than anything else." he answered, as he continued to follow the petite blond across the store.
"Jazz? Is that like classical music?" she asked, her eyes narrowing as she eyed some sheets with full concentration.
"You're kidding right?" Soul blurted out, almost tripping on his feet, "Jazz isn't like Classical music, it's two different genres to begin with."
Maka bit her bottom lip as she grabbed two simple purple sheets from the shelves. Turning to look at the comforters that were next to them, "It's just a question, my Momma always put on different kinds of music around the house and our store, but I never really got the gist of it."
Soul wasn't sure if she was joking or not, "What do you mean by 'gist of it' there's no gist to it, it's a complicated collaboration of notes and melodies combined to form a song, emphasizing the emotion of it."
This caused Maka to look at him, her eyes were a little wide as she tried to understand what he just said, "You make it sound like music can actually relate to people, it's just words and music added together to form a simple beat. Nothing bigger than that. There's no way that music can actually show what one is feeling. I never really got that, you can't feel what a song is saying." She finished off, bitting her bottom lip, as she grabbed a dark violet comforter from the shelves.
Soul couldn't help but let out a sigh, "Of all the people I get stuck with, I get a bookworm that's a hard dedicated nerd, and for all the life of her, she can't understand music, one of the simplest things to understand." he let out a laugh as he saw her face turn red.
"Last time I checked, I didn't need to understand music to gain a good career in life." she pouted, crossing her arms across her chest, "unless I want to follow the music industry that is, I don't need to waist my time trying to understand it. Don't get me wrong, I've read thousands of books to try and grasp it, but it's all the same. Notes, melodies, the different collaborations and instruments used, but it never gets farther from that. You can't show someone how much you deeply care for, or detest or anything with music. It's all just sound put together."
"So then, what kind of music do you listen to?" he let out a sigh, as he expected the worst, "I see you grab your ipod from time to time, so I know you listen to some type of music."
She let out a sigh, "I use it to try and block out any thoughts, I usually put on something with loud beat like techno, house, and dubstep, it really works though. It's even great to concentrate when it comes to school work." she couldn't help but smack him over the head with one of her books when he started to laugh.
"The hell was that for?" he snapped, rubbing the top of his skull, "I didn't think you'd be that type of girl."
"And what type is that?" she asked, her eyes narrowing as she clutched her book waiting for the next Maka Chop.
"Would you just chill, I'm saying your the type of girl that literally listens to that crap there. That's not real music, you know. It's just someone who mixes it all up and throws it out for people to hear." he bit back another laugh as she was about to speak, closing her mouth when she realized there was nothing to say and walked away from him, down the next aisle.
They were silent for a good while, both trying to figure out what to say after they conversation died out.
"So," Soul decided it would be best to break the silence, he was curious to try and get to know her more than he would like to admit, "What do you want to study?"
Maka looked at him from the corner of her eye, pushing her glasses back up with her finger, she let out a sigh, "Medicine, mainly being a doctor, I wanted to be what my Mama said she used to be... but now, I'm not so sure that was the case." she trailed off, bitting the bottom of her lip. "You?"
Soul only shrugged, "I already have a career, been in it for a good two years."
Maka stopped to stare at him, his eyes showed no emotion or any hint that he was joking as she looked at him, trying to understand what he just said, "Wait, you've been a Death Scythe for two years?"
"Nope, got another job, in our world, this one's just for fun." he smirked, as he watched her eyes go wide for a moment, "I'll let you know what it is one day, when you're not slamming a damn book on my skull anymore."
"Yeah, like that will ever happen." she muttered, as they walked towards the check out.
It's been a week, since Maka had taken up residence in Soul's house, and just like Kidd had promised, Maka was elbowed deep in homework... that was meant for a good month.
'Just how long does he think I'm staying here?' she thought bitterly, as she reread her recent essay for the third time. After a good proof reading, she was sure it was perfect, setting it aside in her white binder, going to the next job at hand.
Math was next, as she scanned the assignment over, and over, and over, only to slam her head hard on the desk. "What the hell is this!" she yelled out, looking at the piece of paper once more. "Describe the solutions of the different calculus equations used in the next two chapters, from how you got the problem and how you solved it." she repeated, trying to understand it. "Just when the hell did we go over Calculus!" She let out a frustrated sigh as she pushed the assignment to the side, she'll get to that one later... maybe.
She let out another sigh as she got up from her desk, to stretch, the house was silent for a while, as Maka practically threatened Soul for some silence as she tried to study. She was about to go back and sit down on her chair when she heard a door slam and someone screaming out loud.
'It's like that moron has a damn radar for any peace and quiet to disrupt.' Maka grumbled as she was about to lock her door, only for it to be slammed in her face hard.
"Oi! Flat board, what the hell are you doing on the floor crouched like that?" Black*Star was practically shouting as he placed his crossed his arms, "Finally preaching to me, I see!"
"You... don't you know how to knock, or is that something that escaped your tiny little lemon sized brain?" Maka was trying hard not to kill the guy, as she rubbed her nose to see if there was any blood coming out of it.
"Whatever, where's Soul?" Black*Star turned to look at the girl, she was glaring daggers at him, but he failed to noticed that.
"How the hell should I know, if he's not here, then he's not here. I'm not his mom or anything, so I failed to grab any information as to where he decides to go."
"Well, I need him! So you're coming with me and we're to find him!"
Before Maka could say anything, Black*Star was already dragging her out of Soul's place and into the busy streets.
"Wait, I don't even have a freaking sweater!" Maka screamed as she met the frigid air outside.
"That's for weaklings! If you're hanging around with me, then your not going to wear something like that." Black*Star was almost shouting as he turned to look at her, "Woah! You have boobs!" he screamed.
"Idiot! Stop screaming!" Maka shouted back, crossing her arms over her chest, "It's freaking cold outside."
She didn't expect to go anywhere, as she was in just some worn out jeans and a spaghetti strapped shirt that was red with black stripes.
"No wonder Soul has you wearing all those loose clothes..." Black*Star trailed off.
Maka didn't know if her face could turn any darker as she listened what he just said, "Shu-shut up you moron! I'm the one who wants to wear the loose clothing!" Maka let out a breath as she saw it turn to mist in front of her eyes. "Soul has nothing to do with what I want to wear."
"Whatever, not like I care. You still can't beat my girl's huge breast-" Maka didn't let him finished as she grabbed what ever she could find and wedge between his skull.
"You're a pig, you know that." Maka muttered as she turned to walk away from him, "Where the hell am I?" she asked looked around.
'Great, I was too preoccupied with that damn moron to even notice where the hell we were going.' She let out another frustrated sigh as she continued to walk, 'At least a damn phone I can borrow to call someo... and who the hell am I going to call. I don't even know anyone's number here!' she rubbed her hands together to keep any warmth.
For Death City, Nevada, it was pretty cold. Not the normal weather for a city that's usually known for the sun always shinning down on it. But then again, this place didn't exist in the world she lived in. In her opinion, that made no sense really. How did a whole city not exist? How did those born here make a living or explore other places? Did that mean that there was other cities like this also in this place? A whole different realm of the same world she knew?
Maka mentally groaned, she was getting a headache from all the thinking she was doing, she let out another breath and watched as it turned to mist right in front of her eyes.
"Woah, what's pretty girl like you doing outside dressed like that?" she heard someone call out, as she kept her arms crossed and her head low. "Hey! Hey, where are you going?" someone grabbed her by her shoulder to stop her from walking away, "I'm talking to you, you know."
Maka narrowed her eyes at the person, it was a guy with short cropped black hair that was put in in spikes at the top, he had multiple piercing all across his face and he was wearing a black leather jacket that was opened to reveal a worn out black shirt that said 'Misfits' on it. If Maka was positive, she believed he was wearing leather pants as well.
"While I'm trying to avoid you, you know." Maka barked back at him.
She saw his brown eyes flicker with anger for a moment, his breath smelling of alcohol, Maka really couldn't believe her luck. She was about to threaten the guy when she felt someone's arm snake around her waist, the familiar scent of him made her feel safe.
"Is this guy bothering you, babe?" Soul's voice was serious, as she turned to eye him, his eyes never leaving the guys, tightening his grip around her.
"Hey man, she didn't say anything about having a guy..." the guy trailed off
"Like I said, I was trying to avoid you for a reason." Maka muttered, her body getting closer to Soul, she was practically freezing to death now, and he was the closest thing to any warmth, even if it was body heat.
"Well then, looks like my girl's not interested in you, so we'll be going then." Soul smirked as he slipped his hands away from her waist, grabbing her hand and pulling her away from the now stunned guy.
Maka let out another breath, watching her breath turn to mist once again right before her eyes, as she shivered when the cold air blew through her.
"What the hell are you doing out here, dressed like that?" Soul asked, stopping to take off his sweater.
"Ask that blue haired moron you call a friend, he was looking for you, and dragged me out like this!" Maka yelled, allowing him to put his sweater over her, she instantly felt warm, letting out a sigh of relief.
"Black*Star was here? And he left you alone... why?" he didn't let her finished as he grabbed his phone to dial the person responsible for the recent events.
"Yo, mind telling me why you just left Maka alone wandering around the streets?" Soul questioned, grabbing Maka's hand and pulling her along with him.
Maka followed after him, a light blush forming on her cheeks as she saw that his hand was holding hers, tightly. Her eyes trailed down towards the streets as she saw fewer people walking around now.
"Like I give a damn what the hell you think about her breast moron, I don't think Tsubaki would like the fact that you're gloating about her chest size to the entire world. Last time you did that, you ended up sleeping in my place for almost a month, remember!" Soul's hand twitched around his phone, as he tried to keep his cool. "Look, can you just tell me why the hell you were looking for me? And why you had to drag Maka out with nothing but a -"
Now Maka was curious, as Soul let out a low growl, grabbing her hand tighter, she was sure his eyes were debating about murdering the guy in the phone, she wasn't really against it right now.
He turned to look at her from the corner of his eye, as she stared at him, bitting her lower lip. "I wouldn't think twice about that, Black*Star, she's not so 'weak' as you may think... but if you wanna try to fight her, go right ahead. As for the other thing, I'll ask her." he then turned to face Maka, causing her to raise her eyebrow at him, "You wanna go to Shibusen right now? There's a meeting about to go on, and they want you there."
Maka only nodded, trying to understand what kind of meeting they were going to do, that they needed her there. She wasn't part of the Death Scythes, or any thing revolving them. She was just someone who had unbelievable amount of bad luck and was put to be taken care of by Soul.
"Yeah, we'll be there in a bit." he replied shortly, hanging up his phone and placing it back inside his pocket. "Just a few blocks that way, we won't be long." he told Maka, as he still held her hand and walked towards the building.
Shibusen, was not a school you would forget, or much less miss. Not by a huge long shot. With it having three huge skulls on the front, the first one working as it's main entrance. There were candles practically floating around then and they were on! The place had a huge gothic feel to it, as the marble floors were tiled with black and white and there were candles and skulls hanging from the walls as well. She learned that the name 'Shibusen' was just a given nickname to the school, it's real name was Death Weapon Meister Academy, DWMA for short.
Her head was practically spinning when she entered the Library, where there were literally thousands of books covering the whole wall, with ladders reacting to the second section of the place, in total there were 6 sections as they towered over the roof.
Soul let out a small chuckle as her eyes widened with pure excitement, letting his hand go, she wandered towards the books, looking at the spine, she would grab one or three every few minutes, placing them in a table near Soul. He was busy watching her when he heard the rest enter the room.
"Where's Maka?" he heard Kidd ask, his eyes following Soul's towards Maka as she picked up another book.
"I can't believe all the books you guys have here! About your history, and everything! Not to mention there's even some books that haven't been published in my world!" Maka was almost squealing with excitement as she sat down and opened the first book.
"I'm glad you like our Library, I wouldn't expect anything else from Soul." Kidd's eyes locked to her's as she turned to look at Soul.
"Why Soul?" Maka asked, her eyes full with curiousity.
"He chose the place to meet." Kidd replied, sitting down in front of Soul and Maka.
Soul didn't say anything as he checked his phone and texted something quick in it.
"That reminds me, Maka, do you have a cell phone by any chance?" Kidd asked, his eyes looking at her as he waited for her answer.
"No, I never found them useful. When I was younger, Pappa bought me a cell phone to call my friends and everything, but I only had a total of 5 contacts on my phone. Momma, Pappa, the Library, School, and my cat's vet." she didn't bother to look up as she continued to read the book she got.
"I see, I thought as much." she heard him grab something from inside his pocket, "This is for you, it's already paid for for a good two years, it has unlimited messaging and minutes, as well as internet and all the number's you'll be needing are in there."
This made Maka almost fall out of her chair as tried to make sure she heard him right, "I'm sorry... what?"
"Soul's number, as well as Liz, Patty, Tsubaki, mine, and Black*Star's are there... not to mention your bookstore, your house phone, and my father's personal line as well."
"Wait, wait wait! I don't need a phone." Maka shook her hand and pushed the contraction back towards Kidd, " I don't even know how to use one!"
She heard Soul bark out a laugh as he turned to look at her, "For one, yes... you do need one. Like that I don't have to be worrying about you dying on me every fucking minute I'm not near you. And it would be helpful when we go back to our world and school."
"Wait, what do you mean, when we go back to school? I thought now with my glasses back, I wouldn't have to deal with you!" Maka snapped.
"Sorry, toots, you're stuck with me 'till Death says other wise." Soul smirked as he saw her face blush a bit.
"And when do I have a say in any of this! I just want to go back to my normal life... you know, the one before I had to deal with you and your psychotic fan girls in school!"
"Woah, Soul even has fan girls in the other world?" Liz let out a laugh as she entered the Library, her sister Patty following after her. "Well, would you look at that... girls actually do like you, Soul?"
"Least I have people liking me, Elizabeth." Soul smirked as she flicked him off.
"Yeah yeah, it's not my fault people are scared of my gorgeous looks and deadly attitude." she let out a small laugh as she sat down on the table across Soul, Maka and Kidd. She crossed her legs and leaned her hands back on to the table.
"Sis, your really popular with the guys though!" Patty giggled, hugging Kidd from behind, placing her chin on top of Kidd's head.
"Who? You mean 'small tits' Liz?" Black*Star yelled, entering the room with a bandage covering the top of his skull.
Liz didn't hesitate as she stretched out her hand, a white orb appearing on top of her hand as a silver gun started forming, grabbing the gun she pointed it right at Black*Star, "Wanna run that by me again, short man."
"I said you have smaller tits than your sist-" Black*Star jumped out of the way as a bullet flew towards him. "Oi! Where the hell you aiming, you almost hit my dick!"
"If you even have one you little shit!" Liz shouted back, about to pull the trigger once more.
"Can you guys not shoot any of the books here!" Maka snapped, causing both of them to stop, "If you two wanna go kill each other, then by all means... do it some where else. But I have to say one thing though... Liz, make sure to dump the body in the river after your done." she let out a venomous smile as she went back towards her book.
"Oi! I got a bone to pick with you, flat board!" Black*Star pointed to her as he walked closer to her now, "Just who the hell do you think you are, no one lays a hand on Black*Star and gets away with it!"
"I'm reading, please bother someone else." Maka replied back, too immersed in her book.
"Hey! Tiny Tits, I'm talking to you!" he didn't seem to get the hint, as she flipped the page once more. "Hey, are you even listening to me, you can't run away from a great God like me, you-"
"Like I said, I'm reading." Maka replied back, as she removed her book from Black*Star's skull, and opened it up to the place she was at. "Hey Kidd... is there any books revolving around Death City and my world?"
This made Soul look at her with a curious look, she was up to something and he wasn't the only one who caught on.
"Uh, yeah. It's up on the third section. Just be careful going up there." Kidd quickly glanced at Soul as they both wondered the same thing.
"Thanks." Maka placed her book back down as she walked towards the stairs, climbing up to the third section up there.
"So, what are we doing here anyways?" Liz asked, twirling her hair around her finger.
"We needed to talk, and I would feel safer if Maka was here with us, seeing as this concerns her as well." Kidd answered her, glancing towards the said girl as she continued to climb up the ladders.
"What are we waiting for?" Patty asked, releasing Kidd and sitting next to him, grabbing a coloring book and some crayons that Kidd provided for her.
"Tsubaki, who else." Black*Star replied, rubbing the top of his skull again, "Damn, that girl really has some strength when she's reading huh?"
"I don't think it's just when she's reading." Liz muttered, turning towards the door as Tsubaki entered, taking off her white scarf.
"Sorry I'm late, I had to stop by Kim's place to see how the results were going with the memory remedy she was creating." Tsubaki slightly bowed as she walked towards Black*Star, "Where is Maka?"
"Up there." Soul answered, his eyes glancing at the girl every now and then. She seemed to be too immersed in a book she found, her eyes narrowing every now and them as she wrote something down on some paper she found.
Tsubaki only nodded as she turned back towards the group.
"So, shall we get this started now?" Liz asked, grabbing a mirror from her purse and placing lip gloss on.
"Yes, I wanted to inform all of you that the mission has begun to take a new turn." Kidd replied, taking out some notes from a binder he hand on the floor. "Father believes that the witches are trying to bring something out, but what he doesn't know. From the fight with Al Capon, we know that it has something to do with Maka and her soul." he handing them some papers as he looked at Soul. "Father told me to inform you that you are not to leave her side at any time, Soul. The witches need her in order to finish off what they want."
"Wait," Liz interrupted as she stared at the paper she was given, "it says here that they're looking for the 'Book of Souls'... but I don't get why they need that, don't they know it by memory, at least that lady, Maaba should know it by heart."
"I don't think it's Maaba who wants it." Black*Star answered, before Kidd did, "When Tsubaki and I caught that witch, she didn't mention anything about that old lady needing it, she specifically said something about Medusa."
"But Medusa has been dead for a while, hasn't she? Didn't the original Death Scythe's watch her die." Tsubaki asked, as she turned to look at Kidd.
"It's true, Professor Stein killed her himself, after she attacked one of our own. But there was never a corpse when they searched for her. And with the loss of one of their own, they were more preoccupied with mourning than anything else." Kidd stopped to glance at Soul, who was busy starring at Maka, "Still we have reason to suspect that she some how managed to survive the attack and is now planning something, but what, we don't know."
"Well, we can't have Kim go under cover anymore, the witches are starting to suspect something now, so we think it's best to lay low for a bit." Tsubaki spoke softly as she read the note thoroughly now.
"Yes, well, all we can do for now is wait for any signs of her revealing more by accident." Kidd let out a weary sigh as he leaned back in his chair.
"She's not." Soul finally spoke, glancing down towards the papers Kidd gave him, "She's smarter than that, I know that for sure. Everything we've learned so far is because she's let us find out. Because she wanted us to know she was alive, because she wanted us to know what she was planning. It's just like the cowardly snake she is." he let his eyes trail back to Maka, who was now picking up another book.
"How do you know that for sure?" Liz asked, "Maybe she just slipped for once."
"Seriously doubt it, she was clever when it came to poisoning my brother with lies and illusions, and she was even more clever when it came to attacking one of the original Death Scythes, the strongest at that. It wasn't until they were notified by his daughter that they were able to go assist him, and even then... it was too late." Soul's eyes left Maka now as he turned towards Kidd now, "The Death Scythes she murdered was Spirit and Kami Albarn, but we didn't know that because Spirit never went by that name, and Kami changed her's to Kim after she left Death City."
"No way!" Black*Star yelled, causing Maka to glance down towards them, "You mean to tell me that Medusa murdered the Sp-" Kidd didn't let him finish as he quickly reached out to cover his mouth.
He turned towards Soul now, his yellow eyes looking at crimson, he let out a sigh, "Yes, I didn't find out about this until recently, but when did you learn about it Soul, and does Maka know about it?"
Soul shrugged, glancing back towards Maka, who was back into reading and writing down notes. "I put two and two together, when Death explained that Maka's parents were one of the strongest and first of the original Death Scythes. After that, I didn't have to figure anything out. Maka said once that her parents were attacked and when I heard from Lord Death those words..." he turned towards Kidd now, "I realized it that instant. Her parents were murdered by that witch, and for some reason, Lord Death doesn't want her to know... think I should know why, though. Given the situation at least."
Kidd closed his eyes as he pinched the bridge of his nose, "Father doesn't think she's ready to know. Not for a while, as Death Scythe, or Spirit, told him when he found he was to be a father, he begged my father not to mention anything to Maka about him being in the organization. He didn't want her to pursue a career like the one her parents had, nor did he want her to know anything about his death... if he ever did die. Father agreed, only because he was sure that if their daughter was just like Spirit's wife then she would look for revenge. And he didn't want that to happen." He opened his eyes to look as Soul now, "Father already broke one of the promises when he found out Maka was born with the Grigori Soul and told her about her parents... but the rest, he's... waiting for the right time."
"That's bullshit, Kidd!" Liz was trying hard not to scream, "That girl has a right to know what really happened to her parents, does she have any idea about any of it."
"All she remembers is that they were attacked, that's what she told Lord Death." Soul replied back, glancing at the girl once more, "She mention to me once, when she was sick that she felt someone strong inside her house, and she was scared, but she had to enter because she felt her mom in there too..."
"Wait, she 'felt' someone in there? Did she mention this to my father?" Kidd looked down at his notes, showing nothing of what Soul just said.
"Nope, I don't think she really remembered that, she was half unconscious and she was racking up a fever close to 104 when she was talking. I think it's in there... she just can't really remember it all." Soul let out a sigh as he saw her placing another book back on the shelves and walking towards another section on the sixth floor of the Library.
"That's very interesting, maybe she'll agree to some hypnosis with Professor Stein." Tsubaki mumbled as she glanced at the girl they were talking about.
"You're kidding right?" Liz let out a scoff as she brushed her hair away from her face, "He'll probably want to dissect the poor girl to see how she works."
They all nodded in unison at the thought of their sadistic teacher.
"Well, I'll make sure to mention this to father, but in the mean time, I don't want anyone to speak of this outside from us. Until father gives the orders... we'll just sit and wait."
"Oh, I forgot to mention." Soul snapped his fingers as he interrupted Kidd, "Maka wanted me to tell you that she'll agree to stay here for as long as you need her too... as long as she's back in the other world before December 23."
"What's on the 23rd?" Liz asked, looking up at the petite blond who was now climbing down to the fifth floor.
"The anniversary of her parent's death." Kidd's eyes were full of sympathy as he turned to look at Soul, "All right. I'll make sure to inform father about that as well."
Soul only nodded as they all got up, saying their good-byes they each exited out of the Library, leaving Soul to look up at the girl who was now flipping from page to page in different books. Letting out a sigh, he walked up the stairs on the side, his mind still reeling in everything they just talked about.
"Hey." Soul muttered, causing Maka to lift her green eyes from the books she had lying around. "Everyone already left."
Maka only nodded as she started grabbing everything.
"We don't have to leave, we can stay here for a bit longer, if you want."
Maka's eyes shined for a brief moment as she sat back down on the floor, her eyes going back towards the book she had on her left.
Soul let out another sigh as he sat down next to her, avoiding the books that were scattered around the floor. "What are you doing?"
"Something's off." she replied, bitting her lower lip, "I keep reading how Death City had never even intertwined with my world, but for some reason how did the place where I needed my title for my store be called 'Shibusen Central' when I even remember that I never called them... they called me. And Death Harbor, I remember reading about something about it in one of the books I picked up when Kidd entered."
Soul picked up one of her notes that was scattered with messy handwriting as she scribbled things down in a fast pace. 'Shibusen Central is one of the main buildings that were originated by Death City, where all the data collected from stores and licenses would be in one specific locations.' he looked at the bottom of the writing where bold letters were underlined more than once, 'Then why need MY title for MY store... if it's not in this realm...' there were more writings underneath those with questions and notations marked in every angle, he placed it back down as he saw that there were a few more papers with the same type of style writings underneath one of the books. "You did all of this in just a few minutes?"
"It's been an hour and thirty minutes, but yeah, I'm a quick reader, I can scan a book and memorize it pretty easily, store it in my brain and go back to that when I need to. It's handy with school, really." she gave him a soft smile as she turned back towards one of the books near her.
"What are you thinking?" Soul blurted out, he knew it sounded so uncool, but he just couldn't figure this girl out at the moment.
She turned to look at him, her emerald eyes full of information as she bit her bottom lip, "Honestly, I don't know... I want to be able to figure out more of myself, of my parents when they were here, how I got pulled into this way before my soul even 'woke'... I'm trying to figure out, how I was able to have my soul closed for such a long time, and if I'm the only one who ever did that. But from what I've read, it seems so." she grabbed a book that was next to Soul as she handed it to him. "This book explains how the Grigori Soul has different abilities and how each soul has a rare one and not two are alike. But it says that they are all born with it, as soon as their born, they have the Grigori Soul, they use their abilities, their powers in a way, and that helps distinguish them from other souls." she quickly grabbed the book and turned it to a page, "Like this one, it says that a Grigori Soul is different from other souls because their soul has wings in it's shape. Then that means that the orbs I've been seeing are normal orbs right, with red being bad and white being good. But like when I saw yours, there was a distinct shape to it, with eyes and hair sticking out of it as well... and when I saw the monster's souls.." Maka shivered from the thought, "They... they weren't like yours... they had different shapes, with monster like features on them... so if I can see all those, then why can't I see mine? Is it too small for me to see it? If so, then how can I make my soul stronger? The book says something about a Grigori Soul either being corrupted, and if one can't be corrupted then they... they usually get killed. But no matter what, they die in the end. It's just that it's... it's, I guess, stronger? When it's corrupted. So how do you prevent your soul from being corrupted?"
Soul only stared at her, as she went from book to book, grabbing notes and writing things in there, he let out a sigh as he began to grab books and started closing them.
"Wait!" Maka's eyes widened just a fraction as she saw Soul grabbing her notes and rolling them up, placing them inside his pockets, he was already grabbing the books and placing them on top of a table, not even bothering to mention anything of what he was doing to her. "I'm not done yet! I still need more books to read, and a yearbook... I need to know more about my parent's role in all of this."
Soul grabbed her hand, tugging her away from the books and towards the exit, "We'll come back later. Right now I want to answer one of your questions."
Maka looked at him with curious eyes now as she tilted her head sideways just a fraction, "Out of the many?"
Soul let out a chuckle as they walked deeper into the school, Maka being tugged by their hands locked together.
They didn't speak for a while as they walked up stairs and through doors, it wasn't until Soul let go of her hand to open a door, cold air went inside as Maka held Soul's sweater tightly.
The sight before her made her gasp in shock, a sea of lights lay underneath where she was at, as neon signs and city lights stretched across the city. It was amazing, with stars shinning above her and the lights underneath. She could pin point some cars moving, but they all looked small, as she walked towards the edge of the balcony, hands grabbing the railing.
"It's beautiful." she whispered as she looked around.
"You asked how you can prevent being corrupted," Soul's arms snaked around her waist as he pulled her closer to him, "it's simple, trust me." his breath tickled her neck as he nuzzled his face on her shoulder. "I won't let you die, I won't let you get corrupted, me and everyone in the Death Scythe's... we'll do everything we can to try and make sure you're safe."
Maka turned to stare at him, tears were threatening to come out as she met his, "And, who will protect you guys? Why risk your lives for me, when you have your own life to protect."
Soul wiped a tear from her eye as he gave her a sharp toothed smile, "It's really uncool for a guy to make a girl worry about them. I've been through worse, I think I can deal with a impatient, sarcastic bookworm with no problem."
Maka only laughed as she leaned her head on his shoulder, looking out on the scene she knew deep down, she could trust him.
Next to her, Soul was thinking the same thing. She was different from all the other girls, she was special to him. Even if he didn't want to admit it out loud, he was starting to like her.
E gasp! Is Soul revealing his feelings? (even if they are just admitting them mentally, haha!) And what about Maka? Does that mean she's actually starting to like him more than just a friend... or she just likes him as a friend!
Okay, so for those who are wondering, my updates are taking a little longer to do, due to me being in a tough situation right now. Every now and then ( When I have money) I go to the nearest WiFi area and try to update my story. But with two wonderful (extremely handful and impatient, troublemaking) kids, it's not that easy to do. I'm trying to update as fast as possible.
So with that said, I just want to wish everyone one a early christmas, in case I can't update before the end of the month. Though I am already working on Chapter 6 and am almost done with, so maybe I'll be able to post up TWO chapters! xD If God lets me thought. :)
I wanna thank all those who have been reviewing and all your wonderful feedback! :') It really means a lot to me that you guys think my story is good. :) I was recently beginning to doubt my work and thought I wasn't good at it, but you guys slapped some sense into me. Ha-ha!
Well tune in for the next chapter! I'm sure you guys are going to LOVE it, and make sure to review, if not... well you get the gist of it, I'm teaching my kids to track people down and cause mayhem to them. haha... seriously, I don't doubt they do that when I'm not looking. (Note, their 2 and 1 year old...)
Oh! and Before I go, I just want to mention how I don't think Techno, Dubstep, and House, Electro, etc are crap. I personally LOVE that kind of music and I'm currently listening to some Kaskade and Skrillex at the moment. LOL. I don't hate the artist, I appreciate the music. :)
-KiddieXx